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Warning: NTR

As the room continues to spin around you, Gaspard's voice cuts through the haze, his words dripping with sadistic pleasure. "Ah, yes, my new playthings. Josephine, Leliana, come closer. I have a special task in mind for you both."

Josephine, still entranced, rises to her feet, her golden collar glinting in the light. She moves towards Gaspard, her eyes fixed on his, her expression a mask of obedience. Leliana, still bound and gagged, is dragged forward by unseen forces, her struggles futile against the Throne's power.

As you struggle to maintain your sense of self, you watch in horror as Josephine and Leliana approach Gaspard, their movements slow and deliberate. You can see the fear in Leliana's eyes, but there's something else there too, a spark of defiance that refuses to be extinguished.

"Now, my dear Josephine," Gaspard says, his voice dripping with malice, "I believe you have some experience with these... ceremonies. I trust you can perform the necessary ritual to make the Throne's power permanent?"

Josephine nods, her expression one of resigned acceptance.

As Josephine nods, her eyes seem to glaze over, her expression a mask of obedience. She takes a step forward, her golden heels clicking on the marble floor. Gaspard's eyes gleam with excitement as he reaches out and gently strokes her cheek, his fingers tracing the curve of her jaw. Josephine's gaze remains fixed on his, her pupils dilating slightly as she sways forward, her body language betraying a mixture of fear and fascination.

Leliana, still bound and gagged, struggles against the unseen forces holding her in place. Her eyes flash with defiance, but her body remains frozen, unable to move or resist.

Gaspard's hand moves to Leliana's face, and with a flick of his wrist, he removes the gag that has been silencing her. She gasps for air, her chest heaving as she tries to regain her composure. But before she can utter a word, Gaspard's hand moves to her forehead, and he pushes into her mind. Leliana's eyes widen in terror as she feels his presence invading her thoughts, her willpower crumbling under the **** of his power.

Gaspard's hand moves to Leliana's forehead, and he pushes into her mind. Leliana's eyes widen in terror as she feels his presence invading her thoughts, her willpower crumbling under the **** of his power.

"No!" you shout, your voice hoarse and strained. But your words fall on deaf ears, drowned out by the pulsing energy of the Throne.

Jospehine and Leliana start to suck on Gaspard's dick.

As Josephine and Leliana's lips wrap around Gaspard's dick, their eyes glaze over, their expressions vacant and submissive. The sound of their sucking and slurping fills the air, a lewd and obscene symphony that seems to match the rhythm of the music still playing in the background. Gaspard's eyes gleam with sadistic pleasure as he watches the two women, his hands stroking their hair and faces with a possessive gentleness.

You feel a surge of rage and helplessness as you watch the scene unfold, your mind screaming in protest as you realize the true extent of Gaspard's control.

As you watch in horror, you see Gaspard's hand move to Leliana's forehead, and you feel a surge of rage and helplessness. But before you can even process what's happening, you feel a sudden jolt of energy coursing through your body. Your vision blurs, and you feel yourself lifted out of the throne, your body suspended in mid-air. You struggle against the invisible **** holding you, but it's no use.

Gaspard's eyes gleam with triumph as he looks up at you, his lips curling into a sinister smile.

The two women then point his cock to Celene face. His cum covers her, then Josephine collect it in a vial. Gaspard anoints the throne with the vial of spunk.

The throne glows a golden light as the white smoke forms quickly into a small greenish cloud that hovers above.